“Elias!”
He ignored her completely.
The moment they entered the room, he dropped her onto the bed. Amara bounced slightly against the mattress before staring at him in confusion.
Elias walked over to the chair nearby, grabbed his shirt, and quickly pulled it on, leaving half the buttons undone in his rush. Then he grabbed both his phone and hers from the nightstand and shoved them into his pockets.
After that, he snatched up his jacket and strode back toward her.
Amara blinked at him.
“What are you doing?” she asked, completely confused.
But Elias walked straight toward her without hesitation and pulled her up from the bed.
“Elias, what are you—”
Before she could finish, he grabbed his jacket and wrapped it securely around her hips, covering her bare legs.
Then he lifted her back into his arms again. Amara stared at him in disbelief as he carried her out of the bedroom and announced loudly enough for Jasper to hear,
“I’m taking you back home now.”
Jasper stood frozen in the living room with a completely appalled expression on his face. His eyes moved between the two of them in utter disbelief as Elias marched past him with Amara in his arms and headed straight for the elevator.
The elevator doors slid shut.
Only then did Amara finally snap out of her shock.
“My stuff is still in the apartment,” she protested, squirming slightly in his hold as she tried to get down.
Elias tightened his arms around her immediately to stop her from moving.
“I’ll have everything brought back later,” he said calmly.
Then he looked down at her.
His gaze turned deep and intense.
“Right now,” he said slowly, “I just want to take home everything that belongs to me.”
Amara’s face instantly burned red.
“Are you serious right now?!”
A faint smirk appeared on his lips, but he said nothing else. He carried her all the way to the car and drove her straight home. The moment the car stopped, Elias got out first and opened her door before she could even touch the handle herself.
Again, he refused to let her walk.
He simply lifted her into his arms and carried her inside the house.
Amara buried her burning face into his shoulder as the staff quickly lowered their heads and pretended not to see anything.
Elias didn’t care at all. He carried her upstairs, straight into the bedroom, and finally placed her down gently on the bed.
Amara barely had time to sit up before he turned and walked toward the closet. She watched him in confusion as he opened one of the drawers and pulled out one of her silk scarves.
Then he came back toward her..
